Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
These are the words I could never say to you.
No, I'm not giving up,
I'm not quiting.
I'm letting go.
This time I know,
Its out of my hands.
For my entire life I have longed for love.
I knew it was not right for me to want or expect it.
But I did,
and this unjustified desire has been at the root of every problem that I have experienced in my life.
Right now,
all I know is how I feel,
and all I know is I feel dead
Make of it what you will.
What I need you to understand
is that every time I say to myself,
I love you,
I also say, it doesn't matter.
I never told you before about
how I loved you, and how angry
I was when I figured it out.
It seems denial can only get you so far.
You see
The thing is everyone tells me I can do better
and I know I can do better
But I don’t want better
I just want..
So when you asked me,
if I was ok,
I’m not
But I will be.